London is having a few of her closest friends over for a wild weekend of a few of their favorite things: barbecue, bondage and beatings. Typically, London likes to be the one at the handle end of the whip, but this weekend she's shaking things up and taking the tail. She wants the weekend to be all about her, and her friends are only happy to oblige her, giving London their full and absolute focus. The handlers tie her up to the ceiling by rope around her wrists and her neck, wearing only her bra, her panties, her stockings, and the garter belt holding them up. O.T. is the first person to get a crack at her, using a single tail to whip her back, swinging his arm back and forth as she writhes. He decides the bra is too much coverage, and removes it for her before returning to the beating. He punches her ass and whips it some more until the whole back side of her is sore enough. Once she's ready they tie up her knees and string her legs up to the ceiling so she is hanging there, her legs spread, her pussy exposed. Her friends take turns playing with her like this, rubbing her pussy and pinching her nipples so that her breasts sting and ache. When that isn't enough, they bring the whip back out and have a go at her tits and her stomach. It's a weekend all about London, and she's going to get the attention she deserves.
Sam is one of our best trained HuCows. She never appeared on camera before, but she has developed into a stunning specimen, with big natural udders and a full understanding of the HuCow life. She is simply spectacular. Sam has become known at the barn as a ‘woman to all young hucows’. Because she knows what they have to go through and how much training and sessions it will take for them to fully develop. Young Izzy isn’t experienced at all, and she didn’t want to continue her training after her first session, but Sam convinced (commanded) her to keep training. It’s the red cow milker today again for Izzy, and Sam will do the honours. Don’t miss it!
Belle was seated on Mr Big Boss's desk in her tight black pants and polka dot blouse. Mr Big Boss soon joins her and she starts rifling through the gag and rope very happy about getting some bondage attention. She's turned around and her arms are bound behind her back starting with her wrists.
Lily Lane is one of the best ALT performers out there, and this girl lets us destroy her, so there's that! We put Lily in our favorite, "you're going to get fucked up" position! Most people do not realize how hard it is get your face fucked upside down. Not just fucked, but brutally fucked. Most girls won't even do it. But here we have Lily taking it, and getting her pussy pounded into several screaming orgasms! All the spit from the throat ends up running into the nose, the eyes, the hair, it's messy and beautiful! The girl can barely breath after a few minutes from all the spit covering her. That's what make Sexaully Broken special, we have so many way to destroy a girl.
Adorable Lydia Black is about to join O.T.'s extensive collection of perverted sex toys. Once he's got her in her new dress and make-up she is exactly right to replace the doll he broke last week. Lydia thought she was meeting him for a quick smoke before she headed home, but at this point she will be lucky if she ever sees daylight again. He takes his time in stripping her naked, going over every inch of her body looking for any defect. She's exposed and humiliated, trying desperately to ignore how dirty his hands and words make her feel.
Lydia is one sexy catch. Quite flexible and fully poseable, this might be the best little punching bag he has brought home yet. Metal restraints pull her limbs out wide while a latex mask leaves her in the dark. She tries to scream and struggle when he starts working her pussy with the whip, but in the end it starts to sound more like moaning than anything else. A quick check between her legs shows him that she is adjusting to her new life nicely.
Dripping wet, Lydia probably thinks that if she can suffer through enough he will reward her with his cock. It's true, in a sense, since he has 8 inches of cold steel on hand to extract multiple orgasms from her poor, abused cock socket. He works her pussy until she squirts, and then starts railing her ass with the same metal member. Both holes leave her bucking against her bondage as the waves of rapture roll over her.
Adorable Lydia Black is about to join O.T.'s extensive collection of perverted sex toys. Once he's got her in her new dress and make-up she is exactly right to replace the doll he broke last week. Lydia thought she was meeting him for a quick smoke before she headed home, but at this point she will be lucky if she ever sees daylight again. He takes his time in stripping her naked, going over every inch of her body looking for any defect. She's exposed and humiliated, trying desperately to ignore how dirty his hands and words make her feel. Lydia is one sexy catch. Quite flexible and fully poseable, this might be the best little punching bag he has brought home yet. Metal restraints pull her limbs out wide while a latex mask leaves her in the dark. She tries to scream and struggle when he starts working her pussy with the whip, but in the end it starts to sound more like moaning than anything else. A quick check between her legs shows him that she is adjusting to her new life nicely. Dripping wet, Lydia probably thinks that if she can suffer through enough he will reward her with his cock. It's true, in a sense, since he has 8 inches of cold steel on hand to extract multiple orgasms from her poor, abused cock socket. He works her pussy until she squirts, and then starts railing her ass with the same metal member. Both holes leave her bucking against her bondage as the waves of rapture roll over her.
Well, then she is going to love the feeling of being suspended in the air in bondage. Some people call it flying, and for her it will be the ultimate expression of freedom, both sexually and personally. She says that she loves to serve and submit, but that only comes after she has been broken.
Diaper girl Bunny has her diaper pulled down and a large butt plug inserted into her ass. A heavy spanking with a leather belt comes next. She has been a very bad girl, so her hands are cuffed behind her.
Sleep is fitful and only possible after the exhaustion of constant shifting around and adjusting the stones that are my bed. It feels like my body has been covered in blows - the rocks are bruising me. Its getting colder. The sun is lower; It beams through a window and illuminates the details of what hovers above me. I am one of those web bound carcasses. As it darkens, the chirps and squishes begin -- shadowy flutters of darting fantoms swirl above me. They seem to be attracted by my presence -- often diving at me and bombing me with their droppings.
The smell grows fouler by the day; my toilet is my bed. In the beginning he would come and stand over me; staring, pissing, playing with himself. Today, when he brought me the slop, he was wearing a gas mask.
The everyday chores of the grounds are much more interesting as I allow my mind to wander to that creature entombed in my barn. It is less distracting of late because of the stink, and I now must face the task of cleaning it. I have prepared a platform based on the designs I have seen at the county fair; A grooming table that holds her wrist and ankles so she is on all fours.
For days I have been content with just knowing that it was stored there. To compensate and motivate the chore of cleaning it, I want to take it to another level. I am going to bifurcate her -- two for one. At the head I will have her do makeup. The cock sucking will have a classier feel. At the tail, a machine will soften and swell her gash for my cock.
Something is up; he’s standing over me holding the black head bag and that terrible pole that locks around my neck. He orders me to role over onto my stomach -- I know this drill, so I put my hands behind my back immediately. (Reaching through the grate he locks the shackles together.) He slides the bag on my head, yanks the chain tight and locks it.
I hear the muffled sound of the grate scraping on the concrete. He yanks me out of the hole by my neck. The concrete scraps my skin as I struggle to gain my footing. This is the worst -- he pushes me forward by that pole. It is a stifling fright -- I cannot see where I am stepping. He seems to delight in letting me trip or briskly walking me into obstacles.
I’m now on all fours locked at the wrist and ankles. It must be a table or platform of some kind. He pulls the hood off my head -- the purpose of this position is suddenly clear. A bucket of soapy water and a hose are lying on the floor. Im sure he will make what is to come as horrible as possible. I can’t help but sigh with great relief as this vile stench is about to be washed from me.
Alina West is so tiny and so new. She's only been in this business for about 6 months, and she has only ever done bondage with us. She says that the experience of being tied down is freeing. Well, then she is going to love the feeling of being suspended in the air in bondage.